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Bartle sneered and said, ”Yun Zihuang, your men have caught up. They are courting death.”

”Give me a torch.”

Bartle took a torch from a subordinate beside him and handed it to her. She raised the torch and turned around to gesture in the direction of Yun Zhao three times. Yun Zhao and the others slowed down their horses and finally halted, no longer pursuing.

”What message are you using a torch to pass on?”

He was very curious. With a torch, would he still be able to say what he wanted to say?

If that was the case, it was very convenient and effective to transmit information and orders in this manner at night. In the dark wilderness, even if one was very far away, they could still use this method to send a message.

”Guess.”

She smiled as she spoke, turning her head to look in the direction of Yun Zhao and the others.

When Yun Zhao received the order, he hesitated for a long time and temporarily stopped his impulse to give chase. There were only four people, including him. Beside him was the wounded man he had just released, but there were hundreds of them. Even if they chased after him, they would not only be unable to save the princess, but would instead send themselves to their deaths. Without a choice, he could only follow the princess' orders and arrange for the heavily injured soldiers to gather everyone in Gou Martial Immortal City.

This was the only chance the princess had left to survive in exchange for herself. At the same time, he believed that given the princess's wisdom and bravery, she would definitely have a chance since she had ordered him to wait for an opportunity.

He used a torch to send out orders for everyone to gather here while bandaging the wounded. Of course, Yun Zhao didn't give up on his pursuit. He still sent people to stay in the dark behind the people of the northern region, ready to rescue the princess at any time.

The wounded reported that Yun Zuiyue had led them to lure the enemy, but there were too many of them. Even after they formed a circle, they were still able to stop them. Yun Yin desperately tried to open up a path of blood. Unfortunately, although he was an expert, in this kind of battle, a person's power was limited. He also met with the expert, Bartle, and Yun Yin also escaped with heavy injuries.

Yun Zhao used his torch to send a signal, hoping that Yun Yin would be able to see it. He hoped that the lightly wounded would lead the heavily injured to return to War God City, then lead his men to continue chasing down the people from the northern region who had captured the princess. If he couldn't rescue the princess, he and these people would die in battle. He would never allow the princess to be taken back by the barbarians of the northern region. The barbarians of the northern region had always been fierce and barbaric. They didn't dare to imagine how miserable it would be if the princess was taken back to the northern region by the barbarians.

He pursed his lips and collected the clothes worn by the barbarian corpse from the north. Then, he chased after them in the dark of the night.

He wanted to use this method to find an opportunity to sneak into the barbarian's group in the northern region and rescue the princess. This was the only method he could come up with.

Yun Zihuang turned her head with a smile, sizing up Bartle: ”I still haven't asked what your name is, general.”

Battle looked at her coldly. She had already become his talisman, but she was still smiling so happily in his arms. He really didn't know if this girl had a heart or not. He moved his lips closer, almost touching her ear, ”Yun Zihuang, remember my name, Battle.”

”What does a good name mean?”

He laughed and said, ”You don't even know what it means? Just say it's a good name? ”Woman, have you heard of my name before?”

”Seeing the general's heroic appearance, the meaning of his name must be very good. When I first arrived at the northern border, I did not know that there are any heroes among the people of the northern region. With the general's intelligence, even if he is not famous now, he will still be a famous general in the near future.”

He laughed. ”If you want me to not kill you with a few good words, it would be more effective to please me.”

”I don't mind if you please me.”

The two men rode on horseback, Battle's arm, like an iron band around her slender waist, and he took both her hands in case she did anything wrong. She didn't struggle. Instead, she lazily leaned against his chest and assumed a comfortable position. She pressed her weight against his chest without the slightest restraint.